fourteen ☆ video

[doyoufondue]

[ You want to see some violent action, ladies and gentleman? Of course you do.

SO BAM! A warehouse door, a current base for enemy forces, gets kicked open by Captain America, who is in a significantly more badass version of that silly costume you might have seen earlier. He's up front with a circular shield that's reflecting bullets, followed by his team of six that are all armed to the teeth and hardly missing a shot.

They go in guns blazing and you think gee they are totally outmatched in there? because there are way more than seven men on the enemy side BUT NOPE. They're cleaning the place out.

There's enemies up on a ledge throwing grenades down into the area. MOVE MOVE MOVE. Steve catches one and throws it back up there. Bucky totally snipes the rest down. THEN- ]

10 o'clock Captain, they're making a run for it! [ How do you stop running guys? THROW A SHIELD AT THEM. He throws it towards the wall and it bounces off, knocking into one head -- the next-- off the wall again --

It's like pinball.

Bing bang boom. Everybody's down. ]

Comments

[doyoufondue]

Go for it.

[yumadbro]

I could probably use a weapon myself. Maybe I could find one big enough for Izanagi.

[doyoufondue]

I'm sure if you looked enough you could probably find a big shield.

[yumadbro]

He's...really big.

[doyoufondue]

Giant big?

[yumadbro]

Seven or so feet tall, maybe? He's not usually on the ground, hard to tell.

[doyoufondue]

How is he not usually on the ground?

[yumadbro]

He's not human. Izanagi's the name of my Persona.

[doyoufondue]

...Your code name? [ are you a crazy person who pretends to be someone else during the night ]

[yumadbro]

Not that kind of Persona.

[doyoufondue]

I don't get it then.

[yumadbro]

I can summon a Japanese god of creation with a sword from my head to help me fight abominations in another world.

[doyoufondue]

...Oh.

[yumadbro]

...At this point, I really just don't even ask questions.

[doyoufondue]

You don't...understand what's going on?

[yumadbro]

I fell into a TV and started fighting masked black creatures with the trenchcoated deity that popped out of my head swinging a sword. On top of that I keep having dreams where some woman and a guy with a nose as long as my arm seem to insinuate that I can fight said black creatures with the power of friendship and vague tarot card motifs.

...I'm pretty sure I don't understand a thing.

[doyoufondue]

Okay then.

[yumadbro]

...You don't seem too fazed by that.

[doyoufondue]

I don't even know how to react, to be honest.

[yumadbro]

Yeah, neither do I.

[And the reason for the constant pokerface is finally made clear.]